Mom put her hand out to keep a woman from bumping into me.While we’d been working, the group had been creeping forward, listening intently.“You can’t touch my daughter.”
The woman quickly stepped back, looking embarrassed.“Sorry.My hearing isn’t great.”
I turned to Lydia.“Please keep everyone away from the car.When Bracken and I move it—assuming we can do this—we don’t want to accidentally take an innocent bystander.We’re going to go to a turnout Bracken remembers and work from there.”
As everyone was listening, I decided to speak to the group at large.“If we can do this, the car will disappear and Catherine will be where the police can arrest her without any of you or this restaurant being involved.If we can’t, we’ll move on to plan B.”
“What’s plan B?”a man asked.
I shrugged.“Haven’t come up with that yet.We’re still working on plan A.”I turned back to Mom and Faith.“Either way, we’ll be back in a few.”
Bracken and I took off, jogging down the drive to where he’d parked his car.We got in and he turned to me.“I’m not sure this will work, but I think if anyone could do it, it’d be the two of us.”
I smacked his arm.“I was thinking the same thing.Dad says fae power is basically exerting your will over the world.The world is filled with magic.We’re made of magic.We need to tell the world what we want, believe we can do it, and make it happen.So, I know this is going to work.”
Chuckling, he backed out and started up the drive.“The power of positive thinking.All right.I’m with you.We can and will do this.”
When we got to the gate, the same older man was there.
Bracken rolled down his window.“We’re running an errand for the Council.We should be back in a few minutes.”
He nodded and opened the gate, all while continuing the game he was playing on his phone.
We got to the turnout in no time.Thankfully, there were no cars, no babies, and no dogs.There were a few cyclists on the road, but we waited for them to pass.
Bracken pointed at a particularly large oak at the edge of the turnout.“We put it there.”
I nodded and took off my left glove.When Bracken had kissed my cheek a few days ago and hadn’t caused visions, I knew this would be safe.Either his fae blood protected him or he knew how to protect me.
I held out my hand and he took it.Power pulsed between us.
“Picture her car exactly as it is,” he said.“On the count of three, we bring it here,”
I nodded, calling on my fae magic to do as I directed.While Bracken counted, I focused my full attention on Catherine and her damn car.On three, I picked it up in my mind and threw it against the tree.
Bracken’s hand crushed mine as I shouted, “Shit!”
My heart stopped and then raced.“We did it.We moved a fricking car!”
He laughed.“We did indeed.”
I was about to put my glove back on when I noticed my naked hand.“I’m shaking.”I pulled out my phone, tapped through screens, and called Osso.
“Yeah?”he answered.
“We have Catherine Swan for you,” I told him.
“Where?”
I explained I was an anonymous tipster, then went through where she was.
“I’ll contact local PD.Drop a pin in a map for me so they don’t waste time looking for her.”
I had him on speakerphone while I went into Maps and figured out how to drop a pin and send it to him.
“Also, Detective,” Bracken said, “it’s a small town.I’m sure if you tell them she’s at the turnout near Rockaway Beach, they’ll know where to go.”
“I’m not taking any chances with this one,” he grumbled.
